Khairul Ahsan

Gold Star - 13,553 Points (Bangladesh)

Khairul Ahsan Poems

1. Blue Feelings... 9/6/2015
2. Happy New Year! 1/1/2016
3. A Poet Understands 12/21/2015
4. Crown Extraordinaire 1/14/2016
5. To A Solitary Mourner 1/19/2016
6. Cool Quietness 1/23/2016
7. Damsel In The Cloud -new- 2/5/2016
8. I Remember -new- 2/5/2016
9. Like Siberian Birds 2/17/2015
10. Life Geometric 8/8/2014
11. Discovering Myself! 12/16/2014
12. Sensual Sensory 3/17/2015
13. There's A Bird Up There! 3/3/2015
14. Last Night 1/12/2015
15. Your Corner At Home 4/15/2014
16. Rain Driven 12/24/2015
17. Pain 1/7/2016
18. To A Loving Heart 1/13/2016
19. Purity Incarnate 1/14/2016
20. Like That Cat 5/21/2015
21. For Auld Lang Syne 10/11/2015
22. Fantasy 12/21/2015
23. Long Forgotten 3/31/2015
24. The Hocking River 4/4/2015
25. An Embroidered Quilt And The Woven Dreams 4/20/2015
26. Dreams And Smoke 6/17/2015
27. Pain And Pleasure Of Loneliness 6/26/2015
28. How Much You Would Unfold... 6/27/2015
29. Your Face 7/1/2015
30. A Bubble 7/5/2015
31. Feel My Heart's Calling 1/16/2015
32. Womb 1/1/2015
33. Every Kiss 11/9/2014
34. Sensitivity 9/2/2014
35. Waiting 9/3/2014
36. A Cuckoo's Songs 7/8/2015
37. Mcc - My Alma Mater 7/15/2015
38. Hopes Spring Eternal Though... 7/19/2015
39. Light And Darkness 5/2/2015
40. A Long Wet Kiss 3/16/2015
Best Poem of Khairul Ahsan

Pristine Love

No love is as overwhelming and as pristine,
As the maiden love of a lass, say of sixteen.
When, like closed petals of a bud she begins to unfold
Herself, blossoming into a fragrant rose or marigold.

She seeks a hand to hold and wants hers as well be held,
In secluded privacy, from the outside world as if shelled.
She wants to love and be loved, to touch and be touched,
Promises never to leave the hand that she fondly clutched.

Standing on the crossroads of childhood and puberty,
She seeks a soul mate, not one who is always flirty.
She feels lonely at ...

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Fantasy

I know, it's only a fantasy,
Yet, just for once I want to see her,
Just for once I want to walk with her,
With hands held together,
With pauses here and there,
Exchanging whispers,
Polite questions,
Inquisitive looks.

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